Tumbling thoughts
Twice tied in knots
And thrice entangled,
Never stopping long enough
To clearly grasp.

Spinning thoughts
And speeding questions
Weaving implications
In a web of insecurity.

Racing thoughts
Propelled by unknown fears,
Shooting through my mind
At random,
Leading not to anywhere
Or anything
That I can know.

Repeating thoughts,
Ricocheting aimlessly
And firing past again
'Til all I want to do
Is scream
Or drop
And either frighten them away
Or be their prey.

Surrender seems the coward's death
But mind control seems sheer futility.
I try to understand
And pray that it can be resolved.